That morning, Arthur spent his time with the child. As if he didn't know the meaning of fatigue, being next to Ansel seemed to continuously recharge his energy. Of course, with Kalea around, everything felt even happier.
At the moment, Arthur was lying beside Ansel, his gray eyes fixated on the tiny creature who had fallen back into a peaceful sleep. Just a few months ago, he could only gaze at his daughter through the phone screen, at the photos Kai had sent him. But now, everything was real. He hadn't even dared to hope that things would end up like this.
Slowly, Arthur got out of bed, his attention now on the bathroom. Kalea was still in there. Without knocking or calling out, Arthur walked in.
